My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 281: The Watcher

Enzo

Nina screamed while I was fucking her.

I instantly pulled out, terrified that I had hurt her. I had thought that we were just having kinky sex, and I didn’t mean to do anything that would have made her uncomfortable or caused her any pain.

“What? What is it?” I asked frantically, helping her up off of the motorcycle. “Did I hurt you?”

Nina shook her head and pulled her skirt back down with one hand while pointing shakily at the trees with the other. “Someone was watching us,” she said. “I saw yellow eyes in the forest.”

I furrowed my brow and looked out toward where Nina was pointing. Nothing was there. “Are you sure it wasn’t a deer?” I asked. “I don’t see anyone.” But Nina was vehement, and just kept pointing. I planted a kiss on her forehead and decided to walk over there just to make her feel better; surely it was just a deer, but if it would make her feel safer, then I didn’t mind checking.

It was

my mind was that this cliff was, after all, located close to my father’s house. I hadn’t gone there since he died, as I had assumed that Lewis and his followers were hiding out there and I didn’t have time to deal with

to Nina, who was still standing by the motorcycle with a combination of terror

to me

was stalking us for whatever reason, I supposed that it was best to stay together in case he tried anything. I was already fairly certain that he was working with the Crescents; and if he wasn’t, then he was, at the very least, up to no good. He clearly wanted my father to not come back, and he may have already heard about my father’s death now. Either he was working with the Crescents all along or he was just trying to usurp

Nina tightly holding onto my arm with both hands, I stepped into the woods. The thick pine trees made it much darker inside the forest, and the sun had almost gone down so it was even darker now. It didn’t affect me though with my night vision, and I kept going. I looked down to see what looked like two imprints in the

and put my finger to my lips to indicate for her to stay quiet, which she did. We then quietly walked further into the forest, following what looked like

but when I looked down, I could see that there were footprints in

me. Just thinking about it made my blood run cold; I imagined him watching us through windows, around corners, and through the trees for who knows how long. It made me sick to think that my father’s Beta, the kind and caring yet gruff

my father’s house. I hadn’t been there in a long time; for all I knew, it was completely ransacked by now. It wasn’t as if there was anything that I wanted in that house, and I didn’t care much about it since we only moved there after my mother died. I hated the

me, although I wasn’t sure if it was from fear or just from the cold. Either way, I gently put my arm around her and rubbed up and down her shoulder as I turned around and

of the ocean rushed up on us the moment we stepped